With her arm around his waist she was so happy I did find Len.I then told my wife Len wants to pick it up where they left off from. I will leave the g...rage to just the two of you till you feel like you then can come into the house and let my fill in do what I wanted to see before.My wife told me no. At first Len and I had a wtf look on her face.No I don’t want you to leave. With that said Len and Gwen started kissing again. Ken then lifted my wife on the truck of my car. Again my wife opened. Her fingertips had found her moistened lips and parted them slightly. It seemed she was being careful not to touch that most sensitive nub of nerve endings, perhaps leaving it till she was ready, or delaying the moment in self-torture. Carefully her tips separated the swollen lips and her forefinger slipped easily between to disappear into the hidden canal beyond.Another sharp intake of breath announced her invasion of her pleasure pool. The single finger entered and exited in a slow, rhythmic. The feel sent electric shook through my body. I understood why girl like it. He switch to the other as my hand fought to unbuckle his belt. He leaned back so I could move room and start unzipping my pants as well. I finally managed to get his belt loose and his pants undone. I push them down as far as I could with my straddle me like he was. I reached back and pulled him back to me then slid my hands under his boxers. He moaned when he felt my hand grab and squeeze his ass. “I think my and your. .. right now ... I would have given my left nut to have Adrienne or Paige come banging down my door, wanting to vent about their day. I felt THAT lonely. Well, maybe not the left nut. I liked my left nut. It had been doing a very good job for me. Maybe my left pinkie toe. I could live without that.Of course, I might be feeling better if I'd gotten laid in the last 72-hours. I am a sexual creature after all. Adrienne and I hadn't boinked since she came to me on Monday, needing what turned out to.